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Chapter 18 by Writerofsmut02 Writerofsmut02

What's next?

Fucks her in driveway

The car skidded to a halt in Olivia's driveway, gravel spraying as John jammed the parking brake. Before the engine even died, she was clawing at his jeans, her teeth sinking into his shoulder through his damp shirt. The steering wheel dug into his back as she straddled him again, her bare thighs burning against his hips—

"Inside," he rasped, but Olivia just ground down harder, her moan vibrating against his throat. "Now."

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But John had different ideas, the driveway was secluded so he fucked her against the car

But John had different ideas—the driveway was secluded, so he fucked her against the car. His hands locked around her wrists, pinning them to the cold metal as he ground his hips against hers, the rough friction of her skirt riding up between them. Olivia gasped, arching into him as he nipped at her throat, his breath hot and ragged against her skin.

“Take it,” he growled, fingers digging into her hips as he lifted her slightly, just enough to slam her back against the door. The impact rattled the frame, but Olivia only moaned, her nails scraping down his arms as she hooked a leg around his waist.

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John’s grip tightened on Olivia’s hips, his thrusts growing erratic as heat coiled low in his stomach. This was so hot he did not know how much more he could take, but luckily for him now he was able to cum so many times without stopping so he knew this was not the end even if he had cum so much in the past hour alone.

He continues to fuck her with wild abandon, and then with a growl, he yanked her off him, forcing her to her knees in the gravel. Her breath hitched as he fisted his cock, stroking roughly until his release painted her flushed face in thick streaks of cum.

Olivia’s tongue darted out, catching a drop at the corner of her swollen lips as she gazed up at him through sticky lashes. To John she looked so hot, just a wild blonde mess of a whore and he loved it.

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The sharp clap of hands cut through the heavy air between them.

Olivia froze, John’s grip still tight around her wrists as they both turned toward the sound.

Who as it

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